Destiny calls

7

Body Shaming. On that piece of paper there were names of few girls of the class and the last one was mine. There was a table with their wishlist on our bodies, ratings of our face, breasts, hips and legs. Disgusting, utterly disgusting. The first one on the list was their own female  friend who had always stuck by their side. Shameless existence. Such disgusting existence should be wiped out from the face of the universe. They should not be given any painless or quick death but tortured until they regret every choices they ever made. 

Sigh..as long as they contain it I guess that's fine. So as long their dripping lust does not fall out of their bodies and mind its fine but if it spills even a little there should be varying degrees of punishment. Anyway when I took a clear look at it, it seemed like the rating had not been bestowed upon my name.

"So you have seen it." A familiar voice came from behind me.

My heart was racing and there was nothing I could hide. I decided to face that person, the anger, the disgust, the contempt that I gad been feeling just until now, still fresh, I turned.

"Huh.. so its you sir." It was Dave, that guy... scared me for a second there.

"Let's go."

I tilted my head in confusion.

"We do stay in the same locality and with the rate I see you I do not think too far. Plus I see some persistent cockroaches by the gate. Wouldn't be that bad to go together for now, I guess, but its your choice in the end. I don't see your friend today, what happened?"

"Oh, alright let's go. Thank you for warning me earlier...Lynette had some family..uhh..situation so she left early."

A light smile formed on his face and we went together.

"By the way how did you know that I was back in the classroom?"

"Well stuff happened, and while I was going back I saw the door open and was just checking if someone was there and viola! I saw you there."

"Stuff?"

"Yeah just work and people breathing in my ear. I am tired."

"By the way how did you know that those guys were rating us girls."

"I can't avoid this question, can I?"

"You could...but I would like if you didn't."

"Not to brag but I was really young when I was attending college. Well at that time, there were few guys who were being noisy like those guys back then. And it was disturbing me. Since I was only a kid they were nice to me, so at that that time I went over to where they were sitting and I found myself looking at a paper with with a bunch of names and like you saw back then, body parts. There were not numbers but grades. Looking at it disgusted me. Of course I didn't say anything and they also quickly hid it away when they saw me looking but that image could not be unseen. Those guys resurfaced my memory of that bitter experience. I heard them saying names of the girls and shouting numbers. I didn't think much at first but later when it continued it suddenly struck me and I went to see only to be proved right.(sigh) Those kids really need to be taught a lesson."

"Ohh...., anyways thank you for looking out for us."

"no, no, its nothing. I am happy to help."

"But we aren't kids you know. We should be around 20/21 years right now and I doubt you are much older. 27?"

"25 actually but what if I told you I was 2521?"

"Please don't joke around, no human can survive that long. You really are young but already so successful and independent."

"Yeah I suppose. But being ordered around just because you are young isn't the best feeling either. Those teachers, just because I got some startup loans from them because the bank refused to give me have been ordering me around like a slave. I just wanted to stay home doing my own work at my own pace but....ahh! sorry I got a little carried away there."

"Its alright, it must be tough. It might have gotten lonely sometimes too...? We have already reached the gate. Those guys are still there huh. Annoying guys."

"Now, time for our great dramatic exit..."

"Pfft...what is so dramatic about it anyway?"

"Well I could make it dramatic since I have learnt the art of lubrication to move the rusted hinges of the brain. Anyway, could you not walk behind me now? What are you so scared of? I am right beside you. So smile, puff up your chest and walk proudly."

He really was nice. Though the start wasn't very smooth he always managed to make me feel happy and secure.

"You guys, I caught you once already, didn't I?"

The atmosphere had changed suddenly. It wasn't as warm as before but rather chilly like a bucket of ice was suddenly dropped on my spine. Every hair on my body rose up. It was like I was infront of a mama bear about to kill me for coming near her babies. His demeanor also had changed.

"You guys, waiting here because she is always the last to leave. Plus what coincidence that her scary friend is not here. Or perhaps it was planned? You who has nothing better to do just went around hitting the clubs after classes, flirting with girls and to even the extent of forcing yourself on them. Such pathetic human you are. You who has no moral conscience and apathetic to the creatures that live. Pathetic excuses of men that have gotten intoxicated by your narcissism that you forget you live in a society that requires women as much as it needs men. If you libertines ever even move your eyes to look at any woman I swear, I would come knocking your door for some serious classes."

It was scary. I couldn't move. At all. I was pinned to the ground by fear and how did he know that I always headed home late. What did he mean by forcing themselves onto women. Did they rape some women? Were these guys so dangerous? Scary. I was scared. Lynette.

"Get lost before I lose control over my hands."

Those guys went running down the way.